The people of Huazhou City are stable, and they are no more chaotic than the rest of the places.

It's not a wise move to turn the sky upside down here.

Moreover, Ye Qinzhu could see that Han Tang was used to fighting and killing along the way, and he also hoped to stay in a comfortable place for a few more days.

And Han Yu listened to Han Tang's words.

There is no suspense, the itinerary of the three of them was finalized by Han Tang - now they are here to rest for a while, and they are leaving after a while.

Ye Qinzhu thought that she would be closely monitored, but the two seemed to expect that she would not be able to run, so with a wave of their big hand, they booked three rooms next to each other when they hit the point.

It wasn't until he touched the not so smooth fabric that Ye Qinzhu felt a little bit of the city's vitality.

In the memory of her previous life, she has never cared about the harsh living environment, even if she has been frugal and luxurious for a few days, she has not been able to change her heart.

Lying on the bed, Ye Qinzhu's heart even grew a trace of tranquility.

But this silence did not last long before it was broken by a sudden knock outside the door.

"I'm going to walk on the street, I don't know, Miss Zhu is interested?" The voice outside the door was Han Tang.

Ye Qinzhu opened the door and saw Han Tang dressed in brocade, with most of his hair draped behind his head.

His expression was scattered, and he didn't quite look like the man he had seen before.

"Don't dare to disobey. Ye Qinzhu replied softly, then cleaned up casually and walked out of the house.

She stood in front of Han Tang, but saw that the man shook his head and said to her: "Change into men's clothes." ”

Ye Qinzhu turned around and entered the house, and when he came out, he was already dressed as a man.

Han Tang nodded with satisfaction and said, "Let's go." ”

Ye Qinzhu quietly followed behind Han Tang.

Han Tang and Han Yu had almost no communication in the dozens of days they had been together, and all Ye Qinzhu could hear was Han Yu's uninhibited ridicule of the entire Xiuyi Continent.

As for Han Tang, Ye Qinzhu almost never heard him speak to Han Yu.

The two walked on the long street, and Han Tang seemed to ignore the girl behind him, and only cared about himself.

Ye Qinzhu was also happy to be quiet and didn't talk to that person.

It wasn't until Han Tang stopped that Ye Qinzhu looked up at the restaurant in front of them.

Heavenly fragrance.

She was in a trance for a while, and seemed to return to the scene when her eldest brother held her hand and walked through Tianxiang Building.

Han Tang was just about to enter, only to remember that there was a person behind him.

"Why don't you talk to me?" Ye Qinzhu looked at Han Tang and turned around, and asked reproachfully.

"What do you say?" Ye Qinzhu only felt that the other party was inexplicable, I walked my way, why did I talk to you?

"Don't you feel ashamed that I brought you to Qinglou?" Han Tang frowned, making people unable to figure out what was in his heart.

"I don't think much of it. Ye Qinzhu's face was cold, and his heart was also cold, "I will be killed by you at any time, how can I be in any mood to think about this?"

After she said that, she seemed to see Han Tang's hands tremble.

In the end, Han Tang didn't say anything, raised the folding fan in his hand, and entered the restaurant like a merry boy.

It's just that the face that is too pale is really not romantic.

Ye Qinzhu focused on being his quiet beautiful man, and found a place everywhere and sat down.

This was the first time she had entered a veritable green building, and the girls inside greeted her as soon as they saw a guest.

Han Tang was familiar with the way, and he had already hugged left and right into the table.

A few girls saw a little boy with a feminine face come in, and were about to meet him, but when they saw the little boy sitting quietly next to Han Tang, they suddenly realized.

It seems that there is a male and female guest today.

The men in the Qinglou focused on the women while chatting about things.

As soon as Ye Qinzhu sat down, he was attracted by the conversation at the adjacent table.

"In the past few days, the bloody rain in the capital has finally stopped. The voice of the neighbor was very low, even if Ye Qinzhu was a seven-star spirit master, he needed to concentrate to hear what they were saying.

"Not really. The answer was accompanied by a long sigh, "Although the capital was not captured, it is a pity that the Ye family is in the lineage, and only the eldest prince is left from now on." ”

"There is only one person left, but the obituary does not list the second and third young ladies of Ye Mansion. ”

Hearing his name, Ye Qinzhu couldn't help but glance over there.

"Miss Ye Er is missing, how many living faces do you think?"

The voices of several people became lower and lower, wary of the rest of the people around them.

As for Miss Ye San, although she didn't say it explicitly, these days, there are refugees who escaped from the west of the city on the day of the siege of the city and come to Huazhou. According to them, there is likely to be an unclear relationship between Miss Ye San and the Seven Princes of the capital.

Miss Ye San must be dead, otherwise, on the day the third prince entered Beijing, why would the seventh prince rush out of the capital directly to die?"

"King Zhao is dead?" another exclamation.

"Even the obituary has been posted, can it still live?" several people continued to whisper.

Ye Qinzhu only felt dizzy and dizzy, and he almost couldn't even sit still.

Yang Qingjue, dead?

She should have expected it a long time ago......

After learning that Yang Qingjue's physical condition was because of her, Ye Qinzhu went to find a way to treat her.

It's just that every time it is fruitless.

In the end, she understood that if Yang Qingjue returned the spiritual power to her, there would be no way to suppress the disordered spiritual power.

She had seen Yang Qingjue, who was covered in blood.

Yang Qingjue didn't lie to her at that time, if she hadn't appeared in time, King Zhao the next day would have been a quiet corpse.

She retrieved the spiritual power from Yang Qingjue, and Yang Qingjue would die.

Therefore, Ye Qinzhu never mentioned spiritual power to Yang Qingjue once, and even tried to stop everyone around him.

She couldn't kill him......

But Yang Qingjue is still dead, the man who flew across the Beast Ridge with her, killed many people for her, and would make sweet osmanthus candy, but the medicine was all bitter, and he tried to protect her with a clumsy excuse, died.

Ye Qinzhu only felt that she was sitting on the cotton, sinking inexorably, tears dripping on the back of her hand, and she didn't know it at all.

"What are you talking about Ning Guo?" Although the voices of those people were small, they obviously ignored the cheering spirit masters present.

There was a man with a proud face, nostrils facing the sky, and he said unabashedly:

"No matter how bad Ning Guo is, it is better than that former Tang. Looking at the current Ning Kingdom, even the sick Seven Princes are responsible for guarding Kyoto, and the former Tang Dynasty and the two monarchs are really embarrassed to escape. ”

"Brother Fang, what do you think?" After the man finished expressing his opinion, he couldn't help but poke the other person who was sitting next to him.

The other person is about twenty-six or seven, which is the same age as Mr. Xiao in Ye Qinzhu's memory.

He was in the Qinglou, and the expression on his face was cramped, obviously being pulled over, and he was not used to this smell of rouge powder at all.

"At that time, the capital of the former Tang Dynasty could not stop Ye Chenggong's ironclad soldiers at all, and it was wise for the monarch to escape. The man surnamed Fang considered his mouth, and what he said was reasonable.

"To put it bluntly, it's cowardly and afraid. The arrogant man stretched out his hands, "Brother Fang, you and I have known each other, don't twist and pinch when you part." ”